Five Things You Should Stop Telling Me To Do

Five Things You Should Stop Telling Me To Do

We all see this every day: headlines that scream, 'Five things you should stop doing right now!' 'Three things you need to know.' 'Scared of the stock market? Do this today!' And on and on and on, from all corners, all comers, every wannabe pundit and pretend journalist and (groan) aspirant 'influencer.' Who are these [...]

Something Unreal Right Now

Something Unreal Right Now

Rob and I agree, there is something unreal about our lives right now. This odd sense of unreality rests, uneasily, on a simple fact: after more than four years of living in South Africa, we are just six months away from packing up our rented townhouse in Johannesburg, moving out and - Covid willing - [...]

Two photographs, and a poem

Two photographs, and a poem

If I have been remiss lately in posting my photographs, here are two images from an ongoing series on rural Ontario, with the promise that there will be more to follow. And just to mix things up, here is a teeny weeny poem from my Lost Poetry project. Words and pictures, folks, words and pictures! [...]

Stories on Stones

Stories on Stones

At a time like this, when half the world is on lockdown because of the pandemic, when civility and decency and the very foundations of democracy seem at risk in the face of racist populism and rabid know-nothingness, when the planes are grounded and we can barely venture out of our houses, when our ‘advanced’ [...]

What to do in a lock-down?

What to do in a lock-down?

What to do in a lock-down? This is a question to myself, you'll be glad to hear, not another of those claims to instant expertise, sunny wisdom, righteous outrage or uniquely personal angst or fear that seem to be spreading around the globe with the speed and virulence of, well, a Coronavirus or a Donald [...]

Rosendal, Eastern Free State – Four Black-and-White Photographs

Rosendal, Eastern Free State – Four Black-and-White Photographs

Rosendal, in the Eastern Free State, is a small village with big skies. Rob and I drove down on New Year's Day, from Johannesburg, taking our lives in our hands over the last twenty or thirty kilometres of dangerously potholed roads, a legacy of Ace Magashule's thieving and mendacious premiership of the province. Then you [...]

Plaisance, from the road to Coupiac

Plaisance, from the road to Coupiac

My son's in-laws, the Thompsons, give 'Plaisance' as their address in France, but actually they live a few kilometres outside the village, on a narrow road that hugs the hillside above a lovely valley. The village itself sits astride a three-way junction, which might create the impression that it is quite large, but in reality [...]

Where sheep do graze, Aveyron

Where sheep do graze, Aveyron

Aveyron is Rocquefort country, the country where Lacaune sheep crowd together, grazing, on the steepest of green-clad hillsides. We saw these in the valley far below, from the road out of Plaisance, as we made our way to the plateau above en route to Albi. As you will see, I have processed one of these [...]

Ambialet – two views, in colour

Ambialet – two views, in colour

I made a choice, in my previous post, to present 'Bathers, Ambialet' in black-and-white: the colour version was attractive - all greens and browns and ripples of light - but at one level, just a pretty picture, whereas the monochrome image, I felt, was more ambiguous, more resonant, and graphically stronger. These pictures of Ambialet, [...]

La Fon del Mas, Aveyron

La Fon del Mas, Aveyron

I will not tell you what the rude son of our hosts - he was not with us in France, but his dad related the story with much relish - called the tiny hamlet of La Fon del Mas, which you pass through on the way down the hill from the Thompson's house, below, into [...]